Love or Pride?

Today me and my boyfriend are in a huge fight about money and money is the root of all evil and now we feel so evil. I feel so evil for opening up this fight only because I feel that I am overspending much for him the past few months. All I really want to say is its better for us to share on expenses. Like if I will treat him food then he should treat all fare expenses to balance it so that none of us would feel abused in any way.

I opened this up to him and of course he took it personally once more. He always say it is because there is an arrogant tone in my words that be-spectacles him. I say, he only feels that way because the truth hurts. Not that he is a spectacle, but what is happening is the truth.

Sometimes the truth really hurts, but beauty is truth and I hope he finds it in him to understand it. Dig deeper through his layers of emotions. He would understand how I feel in the end and perhaps, things would be all right between us. I do hurt as well he knows that but all girls know that the heart of a woman is always deeper than a man and when we speak hurtful things, its only because like mother in our nature, we only want what is best.

I Need to Decide where to Work

God knows I need his attention in this urgency. My life is at stake. I cannot seem to decide what is best for me and God, why do I have to go throught his? I am never going to quit work in a whim ever again unless I am to flee the country in search for a better paying job andI just do not have the patience to wait. Good things comes to those who wait, well I am waiting for a long damn time for it. In my mind, Dubai and Singapore keeps on flashing as though hot jackpots. I wish I could fast forward time, skip time so that it is Tuesday in a flash and I could apply in whatever call center there is in Ortigas. Right now, my dilemma is to work in an Australian account. There is only a two hour difference from our time with Au. That means I would be working on a day shift so that totally means no stress. My only worries are that since we plan to work abroad perhaps they would be looking for applicants who speak english, but American standard english and not Au. Could there a lot of difference? That I should ask about because although Au english is still english they really have complex idiomatic expression but for whatever as I have been reminding myself over and over, just work work and work and eventually things would fall in the right place. I hope so. REally or I just would never know what to do next. So help me God.

Pulpy Orange Aint Pulpy at all.

Work seems to be too distant nowadays, not to mention a long winding road to trek before getting employed. I am almost at the end of my wits earlier when I jump started the day with a red shirt and combed the metropolis only to find out every HR department is to no avail. They are all out on a holiday, what specific holiday I do not know. But my day was not at all a fed to the dogs as I have scouted unpopular, mid-sized call center industries that pays an acceptable salary even for "newbies" like me. We are talking about 16, 500 pesos at a minimum. And their offices are small, eerie and I guess employees are almost handful. Imagine that. It means less competition and more chances for promotion. My oh my. So that's when I went down and dropped by at 711 for a puply orange. Its refreshing only Judy Ann was right that the other brand which she was obviously referring to Pulpy orange as "Puro sapal". Although, in fairness, Puply orange has the right kind of sweetness and true to the orange juice taste.

Spaghetti Guilt

I woke up this morning really early to find my broke ass a permanent job. I had a shower and wore a black shirt, blue pants, fancy sneakers and put on a casual suit. Initially, I thought of yet another call center job to turn to, so I went straight to Teledevelopment armed with one CV. Once there, I passed my resume and filled out forms for them with my personal information that turned out to be a big waste of time because as I made a little chit chat with other applicants and found out that they are not a call center but more like an agency for call centers. Geez, I do not need a middle man to get myself in. That was a waste of resume, clearly.

Another highlight was the loser applicant who presumed everyone is like him- a person who can not seem to pass call center initial interviews. I asked the bunch if it were their first time to join the call center industry and they said yes. I told them I came from Convergys and this loser asked heartily, "So you failed the initial interview?" "No" I dead-panned followed by, " I stayed there for two months. Much for my fortune I caught german meseales during product specific training and that got me terminated. That's when I asked the receptionist with unflattering contact lenses if Teledevelopement is a call center. Flatly she said, No. and thats when I excused myself to the "comfort room". Of course I lied and never came back.

I had the epiphany to pursue my applicantion in NCO since I was getting calls in a row from someone in their HR department to continue. I did not show up on the dates we have set, but this day, I made it there once more. But there was a problem. The lady guard would not accept my students id of last year. I did not flare up (good on her). She even had the nerve to tell me, "Hindi naman kayo matatanggal sa trabaho, ako eh." I gulped. Thanking god that I had vowed to never again engage myself in pitty anonymous fights or else, I would have to saw to her termination. I called HR guy and asked for his help. Without hesitations he went down and lend me an id.

Inside the applicants area, I had to see a familiar sorrowful face of someone with unflattering contact lenses Oh Jesus, people in the HR department has never heard of the word smile. do they take much pride in wearing those contact lenses that there is a muted urgency to feel snobbish. In every company, they are one special department that almost always seem to carry heavens weight. Again, contact lenses to blame? My mind exclaims, get lost if you cant find happiness in your job, or better yet, remoive those contact lenses. You need applicants just as we need your company's money. With the coldest tone she asked me if I have a resume with me. After I saying no, she handed me yet another paper to fill out which I dutifully did. I found myself again in the agonizing waiting area. Thats the time where I walked out after all the trouble and money wasted on transportation. I am not expecting any call from them at any day. If they ever do call, I would have to tell them I have no plans to rot in their waiting area along with their HR personnel who can't find enthusiasm elsewhere if not in their ass.

Anyways, this is a start in my blogging experience here in blogspot and what a way to start, right? I hope this blogging would turn out to be another waste of time. My only hope is that this would help my writing skills flourish. I will definitely write something happy next time.